Author's Note: This one is going to be short, sorry!

OOOOOOOOO

"Are you going to work on that all night?"

Mitchell looked up and saw Daniel standing close by, watching her. She was flipping through pages of hand-written notes, equations and sketches, and placed her finger at the place she had been reading so she wouldn't lose her place.

"It's night?"

Daniel smiled.

"Yeah."

She looked down at the papers she'd been reading, and suddenly felt exhausted.

Take a break, Hot Shot, Talon told her. We're making good time

"I guess I'll take a break, then…"

"Good." He waited for her, as if to make sure that she wasn't going to just wait for him to leave so she could get back to work, and when she moved her hand from the marked page – after marking it with a piece of scratch paper – and standing up, he smiled again. "Are you hungry?"

"Starved. Are you cooking?"

Daniel was a very good cook, as Melony had discovered long ago.

"No."

Bah.

"They brought in some stuff from Atlantis. It's not bad."

At that point, she was hungry enough that she'd almost eat her own cooking.

Perish the thought

Hush.

Talon chuckled in her head, and Melony followed Daniel – and her nose – to the other side of the large cavern, which was set up as a soup kitchen of sorts. There was a large table filled with steaming pans of food. Plain stuff; a roast, some baby potatoes that had been obtained from the farmers on the planet that Kale and the Light Ones were from a short while ago, proving that the Atlanteans had done a fair job of providing for themselves once their military rations had been depleted. Of course, the chocolate cake wasn't something that they would have been able to make with what they'd traded for, so the rations that Jack and SG-1 had brought with them were just as welcomed.

"Have you eaten?" She asked as she started loading a plate with potatoes and roast. The vegetable was corn, and Melony hated corn, so she was going to pass on that – but that cake wasn't safe.

Daniel nodded.

"I ate when Sam and Jack did."

There weren't a lot of people in the cavern just then; Sam was off in a corner working on her own equations and notes. Jack was sitting at a table chatting with Teal'c, who was working his way through a large meal, and that's the direction Daniel and Melony walked once she'd filled a cup with fresh coffee. O'Neill moved over and gave her space, reaching up and taking her coffee so she wouldn't spill it on him – and stealing a sip in the process, even though he had his own cup.

"How goes the gate building?"

"I'm still working on making sure the area will be large enough for the darts."

"Have you programmed the exit location yet?" Daniel asked.

She shook her head.

"I'll have to go back to Atlantis for that – and I think I'm going to need Kale's help."

"Why?"

"Because we're going to be coming out in open air, and for me to calibrate that as the termination point for the synthetic wormhole the device makes, I need to have a chance to actually set it up there. Which means I need access to it."

"Which means you need to hover."

"Exactly. The Jumper won't work, but Kale – or one of the other Light Ones, if he's busy – can hold me in place for as long as I need to make sure the GPS is properly adjusted."

"How high up are we talking?" Jack asked, curiously.

"I'm not sure, yet. I'm going to do a projection in a couple of days and see if I can figure out just how fast the darts will be exiting the wormhole. That way I know how much time we'll need to regain control and keep from splattering ourselves in the ocean."

"Or crashing into the city," Daniel said.

"That, too."

"Are you going to be able to do all that before the Wraith arrive?" Jack asked.

She nodded.

"It'll be close, but yeah. I'm going to take a break for tonight, though."

Since she'd been working practically nonstop for the last four days, they were glad to hear that.

"There are cots set up in the tube that leads to the hot room," Jack told her, getting up. "Eat and get some rest, and I don't want to see you back at your little project until morning."

She rolled her eyes, but nodded.

"Yes, Sir, General, Sir."

The words were sarcastic, and the salute left a lot to be desired – especially since she had a slice of bread in her hand – but he didn't mind. He knew she'd do what he said. This time, anyways.

"And don't you forget it, Colonel."

He smiled, slapped her on the shoulder and left her to finish her meal with Daniel and Teal'c for company. He had other things to do, after all.